Are You Winning Son?

Are you winning, son?

Yes thanks, Dad

And I thank you for coming and asking that

I appreciate you trying to

Ask me though you may not understand

Are you winning, son?

No Dad, the shame...

I just donated $3000 so this girl would say my name

Forgive me for what I've done

I cannot believe that you've become a simp, son

Are you winning, son?

Dad no, I'm not, and Dad it's taking its toll, a lot

3000 hours, I've played this game, joined a tournament today

And guess what Dad, I didn't win, Dad

So all I've done, Dad, has been for nothing, Dad

I'm feeling real bad, It isn't even, Dad

That I've not won, you see the thing is, Dad

It's stopped being that fun, being that fun

I'm so sorry, you've seen me like this

I'm a failure maybe it's time to quit, but thanks for asking

At least I tried

Now leave me alone to sit and cry (cry, cry)

Are you winning, son?

I've transcended

Beyond the need for dualistic notions of competitive

But I'm humbled, Dad, you came to me

So please come sit beside your son for a cup of tea

Are you winning, son?

Not exactly

The only things I'm winning here is good old memories

Like all the good times, you knocked my door

Asking once again if I was winning like before

Though things have changed now

And though it's sad

It's time for me to ask

"Are you winning, Dad?"

Even though I know that you are winning, Dad

When you asked me it meant I was winning, Dad